I Know Your Secret

Secrets in Hope

It was just an hour or so later and Harry had gotten back to his office. He was quite amused that Dumbledore was with Snape, and they were waiting outside the club offices not allowed in, and no teacher was privy to the locations of the secret entrances locations. McGonagall, Flitwick and Sprout were with them until Harry hacked the emergency announcement wards (well he was almost certain the castle let them in as Hogwarts was a very understanding young lady) and told the whole school why they were on lockdown.

McGonagall had been furious with Dumbledore and once she left, Harry snatched her using a secret entrance. She had just been angrier as she watched what happened with Dumbledore earlier on a computer screen. The picture wasn't perfect or colour, but it was good enough that it would be damning evidence in any court of law. She had been disgusted, and went off assisting students in the completion of the emergency edition of the Frontier as the people needed to know.

However, Harry was soon dressed in a snazzy dark purple suit, ready for his date with Fleur, but had to ask himself whether he was ready to show her his true self. However, he had resolved to show her anyway. After all he agreed to the date as his true self, and didn't want to go back on something like that.

"You'll be fine," Hermione said startling him as she entered his office. "You are smoking, and I bet that suit looks even better on the real you!"

Harry took a deep breath as he nodded. "Okay... I can do this. It's only my first date, everything will be fine! I should probably leave now, but I'm nervous, this is my first ever date. She's seventeen, what if she wants too... you know... do 'it'?"

Hermione laughed while rolling her eyes. "Then you either do 'it' or you tell her you're not ready. If she likes you enough, and you tell her you're not ready she'll understand and wait until you are. I think she's a rather romantic girl the way she's been wooing you, so you'll be fine."

Harry smiled and nodded. "Thanks, Hermione. I'll see you later," he was quick to say as he left her in his office to her own vices.

He made it back to the French carriage and was invited in by Maxime. She kindly led him to Fleur's room before leaving. Entering, Fleur looked amazing. She was wearing a silver spaghetti strap dress that hung halfway down her beautiful thighs and showed a lot of cleavage.

Fleur smiled at him reassuringly. So he sighed and turned to the bedroom mirror. He let out his breath allowing for green lights to pull away from his skin like fireflies. It took but mere seconds and looking into the mirror it was obvious that he was now a she.

Her black hair was a bit longer and wild down to the bottom of her neck in curled waves, and over her shoulders and chest. Her nose was smaller, and lips pouty. She was a little smaller and her frame was more slender. She was beautiful and pale, and somehow her emerald eyes sparkled more beautifully. Her chest stood out a little but not too much as she wasn't very large there. Fleur just couldn't stop staring at her in a dream like daze as she licked her lips.

"W-what's your name?" Fleur had to ask, her voice timid and soft, kind, and loving.

She smiled at Fleur with a soft expression. "My name... my name is... Hope..." she whispered the last word, her cheeks tinted red, her voice soft and light. "W-well, Kairi Hope potter, but-but Hope is more English I guess, or something-!"

Fleur smiled as she quickly placed a finger on Kairi Hope Potter's lips, silencing her as she babbled. "You are incredible, Hope," she said testing out her second name as that seemed to make her somewhat more comfortable. "You are so beautiful. Please, take a seat," she said causing Hope to blush even brighter as she gestured a seat at the table set up in the room with a soup appetizer for them both.

Hope sat with Fleur opposite fidgeting nervously with her fingers and spoon. "I'm sorry," she said when Fleur looked at her questioningly. "I'm-I'm just not used to this..."

"Do not concern yourself, Hope," Fleur said quickly. "Just breathe, and relax. I asked for this. You are perfect. And you are certainly my hero! I really like you, and I...hope that you like me too."

"Of... of course I do," Hope readily agreed with bright red cheeks. "You're... you're gorgeous Fleur, and you are kind, and sweet, what's not to like. I just. This is my first ever date, and you're so nice. I really like you, but I never expected to ever get a date before, let alone one where I can look like me. It feels so refreshing."

Fleur smiled as Hope babbled a little more. "And seeing the real you is so wonderful. Your scent is so much stronger now, and I love it. You are so beautiful. I am surprised you hide as a boy like that."

"Oh... that..." she said rolling her eyes while feeling more relaxed. "Dumbledore said it's to stop someone forcing me to marry them to take my inheritance since women have so fewer rights in the magical world. Though, I've recently learnt that no one could sell me off like that or take anything from me. I believe its Dumbledore's ploy because people expect boys to be heroes, not girls, and that they take boys more serious! So now I'm just going along with it as it really makes life easy while dealing with Dumbledore. Though, I sometimes wonder why I care to bother. If I just revealed the truth it would all be open, and I could breathe easier. Then I can be so very open in my campaign against the old man for all the suffering he causes people. It's odd, he doesn't even realise what he's doing wrong and those fanatical Dumbledore-lovers don't want to see the bad he does no matter how obvious because they're led to believe in fraudulent Merlin's like him because of his past deeds; they forget his present deeds should matter more so, and they aren't good."

Fleur nodded as she heard this and gave her a smile. "But your paper has been printing anti-Dumbledore propaganda since it started," she noted reasonably.

"Yeah... but he's really too stupid to look that deep into the meaning of things," Hope answered as she finally tried some soup. "He thinks so foolishly that because we are still kids that we can't be a threat, or we can't have an opinion that matters. To Dumbledore, all that matters is his word, and that he is 'always' right, and that he has everyone's best interests at heart. He doesn't want people thinking for themselves. He also preaches stuff, and then goes against those words behind people's backs. He isn't a good man at all."

Fleur nodded as they continued eating and talking about how evil Dumbledore was, or at least senile with dementia. The afternoon was quite fun, and Hope enjoyed her first ever date, and after a good time went to leave. However, Fleur seemed to move at the last second and pulled Hope into her arms, her lips pressed to hers in a soft and loving kiss.

Hope couldn't help but let her eyes drift closed as she experienced her first ever kiss. Their lips seemed to move in perfect harmony. Then Hope started as she felt the other girls tongue on her lips and didn't hesitate in giving it entrance. Fleur's taste was heavenly and something she would never forget, but she did miss it as she fixed her illusions (physical and mental) and walked back to the castle ten minutes later.